I fed him a couple of burgers at the original Tommy’s on Beverly and Rampart. Next thing I know I’m calling friends to say “I have a pit bull in the back seat of my car!” Later in a flash I glimpsed a resemblance to Tommy Lee Jones…

Monday, May 20, 2013

We're All Still Here

Thankfully, the windows at the back of the house are covered in wicker shades, so Frieda had something to grab onto when she clawed her way to safety on the roof.

I’d carelessly left the back door open and Frieda had slipped out, when Tommy, who'd been sunning himself on the back patio, charged at her, plowing right past me, though I'd flung myself across his stout body, tearing my jeans and scraping my knee.

Frieda & Louise

Phew! That was a close call. I shudder to think what would’ve happened had Frieda attempted to scratch her way up glass.

I put Tommy in the house while Frieda’s yowl echoed through the neighborhood. I couldn’t see her but I followed the sound of her cries across the roof to my neighbor’s tree. I went inside for a tall stool (note to self: must buy ladder), and by the time I’d returned she stood at the foot of the back door, meowing to get inside.

Louise & Ramona

I feel bad that Louise gets to roam the living room and bedrooms, while Tommy is barricaded in the kitchen and garage, but I'd feel worse if I ended up with a dead cat.

Louise & Ramona

And really, Tommy's life isn't that bad.

He Who Needs No Introduction, but just in case you're new here, meet Tommy.

I so agree with your hiker friend. I miss Louise...and all of you. Tommy is just too much!!! He really looks like he is posing for you - such a big ham. Love you and glad you are back. Keep the writing coming.

Frieda and Ramona look very comfie with Louise, and she looks very motherly with them. Beautiful. And dear Tommy's life with you is idyllic in its own way ~ thank heavens he has an understanding mum who 'gets' him. {And bless those wicker shades!!!}

Like all of us, Tommy's story is still being written and he may surprise us yet although I doubt it. I never would have guessed that Keating would turn out to be a thuggy-bun where The Landy Maude is concerned. I mean, who possibly could resist all those womanly curves and charm? I'm still amazed every time he lunges at her with his mouth wide open. Guys. Can't live with them, can't live without them.

Hi SueOh we have missed you all so much! And just a little story of yours creates such fun suspense! I am happy to glimpse at all of your darlings, especially the kitty girls. Louise is the princess pup, you are Queen Mommy and Tommy is such a handsome fellow. With a a tweak to his attitude he would be perfect, but oh no cause bad dogs have MORE FUN.Love you all dearly in Altadena - see you soon. Spring has smiled upon us, now we are waiting for our hearts and souls to catch up!xoxoxoxoxoxKris

Lou is so entirely devoted to you, Susan. Remember when we finished a walk about a month ago, and you had to take Tommy back first, to the car? And because I'm mean, I said, "Say bye, Lou. I'm taking you to live at my house." And she looked up at me with mild panic in her eyes that said, "Hey, wait. I love you, but I'm not, you know, in love with you. Can we just be friends?"

ok - this is really good news. I feared the kitty girls would spend the rest of their lives forever locked up in the back bedroom. And it didn't seem fair. Tommy has nothing to complain about - He's got the outdoor barker lounger and a room of his own. Just like Virginia Wolf - who has a dog friendly name.

And how great is that that louise likes the cats? when did this melding of species start?